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Qie Xue Changtuohuan called out loudly: "Qie Xue Army, dismount! Arrange the formation!"

The four thousand-man teams that were newly arrived and accepted his command, turned over and dismounted, holding the long spear of horse war, and formed an array with the other two thousand-man teams who had just retreated. The front row of sharp blades protruded one after another, and the next row took out the stubborn goat horn bow.

Since it is still late at night, although the moonlight shines, several bonfires are lit on the ground. However, the visibility cannot be compared with the daytime. Moreover, there are lying corpses, abandoned swords and guns, and shallow pits blown out by thunder. In this case, it is not a wise move to use cavalry to strike in the dark.

Therefore, the Cyxue Army of the Mongolian Khan could only give up their best horse battle and confronted the Pili Navy through arrayed infantry battles. In fact, even during the day, the Mongolian cavalry was on both sides of the Sichuan River with dense mountains and rugged terrain, and there was no room for much play. This was also the biggest weakness of Mengge's strategy of taking Sichuan first and then going to Jiangnan.

Tuo Huan, who had been fighting for a while, found out some of the facts and reality of the Pili Navy. He summoned the thousand households of each thousand-person team and explained repeatedly: "Let the warriors pull the formation a little further. The Nan Barbarian's thunder is so sharp. If they get together, it will not be enough to die! The Nan Barbarian's divine arm is not easy to deal with..."

Speaking of this, Tuo Huan, who had a lot of experience in the battle formation, also shook his head. If it was just a thunder or a divine arm shot, he would have a way to deal with it. But if the two were combined, he would not think of any way.

Using loose formations to slam down can reduce the killing of thunder. However, loose formations also mean that the force that can be invested can be greatly reduced on the battlefield of the same area - if a dense formation can be invested 5,000 people, the loose formation can be invested up to 2,500 people or even less. And loose formations are definitely not conducive to infantry fighting! If a dense rain of arrows is swept another round, how many people can be invested in fighting?

But even if he could not control the opponent's tactics, Tuo Huan had to bite the bullet and fight. Otherwise, what else could he do? Let a big khan be driven away by a few thousand southern barbarian infantry! This is not a shameful problem. Mengge's location just covered the side of more than 20,000 Mongolian troops attacking Nantuochang. If Mengge ran away, the more than 20,000 people would be attacked from both sides. Moreover, once the Han army and the new affiliated army witnessed the Mongolian Khan escape in shame, they would not be both disintegrating and surrendered!

Tuo Huan finally waved his hand and asked several thousand households to adjust the deployment, but just gave an urge: "The Khan is waiting for our good news. We can't let the Khan down!"

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"Brothers, the Khan of the Tartars will be defeated soon! His naval army is over. It's night now, and it's mountainous areas. The Tatars' cavalry cannot be exerted at all, so they can only fight with us in infantry! We have thunder, divine arms, and we are wearing schooners and armor, and fighting in formations. Is there any reason to be invincible?"

"Tonight, we just need to use the three costs we have made on weekdays and we will definitely win! How many Tartars will have to be cut off at that time? This is all credit!"

"Brothers, work harder and kill more Tartars to avenge their relatives and compatriots who were killed by Tartars! It's better to fight to the north earlier. At that time, we are all great heroes, so why can't we get rich or powerful?"

"Brothers, think about how those Tartars bully us Han people? No one in our family died at the hands of the Tartars? Now is the time to take revenge!"

"Brothers, I will announce the battlefield discipline again. Anyone who does not obeys the orders will be killed! Anyone who retreats without orders will be killed! Anyone who shoots without authorization will be punished..."

The political commissar of the Pili Navy, uh, was the instructor of Dayi, who was politically mobilizing the soldiers who had a rest at this time. In addition to mobilization, of course, strict battlefield discipline must be announced. The instructor of Dayi, like the political commissar of the revolutionary army in later generations, had the responsibility to supervise the war!

After some incitement, more than 4,000 Han chauvinist soldiers who had been brainwashed by extreme nationalism thought immediately shouted slogans.

"Kill the Tartars! Go to the Heavenly Court! Kill the Tartars! Go to the Heavenly Court!"

Seeing the rising morale of the troops, Chen Dexing nodded with satisfaction. The Party’s ideological education method is indeed a magic weapon that can be effective at one's grasp. Even if class struggle is replaced with nationalism, it is still as efficient!

"Blow the trumpet! The whole team! Get ready to attack!" Chen Dexing ordered loudly.

Of course, we have to attack! The 13th-century Han chauvinist warriors who had brainwashed with the Party's ideological education methods would be afraid of the grassland barbarians who didn't even ride horses? Besides, the Han chauvinist warriors also had gunpowder weapons and a divine arm bow that was no less powerful than a smoothbore gun!

More than 4,000 Han chauvinist soldiers quickly completed the entire team, with the divine arms in front, the spears in the middle, the stones in the bed, the crossbows in the back, and a team of captains and spearmen were arranged on each wing to protect them.

"God of immortality blesses the Mongols!"

With the sound of slogans that seemed to have been torn through the chest, the Qixue army, who had already dispersed the formation, shouted in unison. The hundred households with the sweating scimitar, the ten households began to charge first. Then nearly 4,000 Qixue soldiers followed and formed a huge wave. Due to the narrow battlefield, they could not accommodate the six thousand Qixue who had dispersed the formation, Tuohuan could only invest 4,000 people at one time. There was no strict battle formation, and even arrays similar to scattered lines could not be arranged. After all, infantry scattered the formation charge was synonymous with the mob in the era of cold weapons.

The Mongols' stone casting machines also began to throw iron cannons of poor quality. With the muffled sounds, iron lumps flew over the heads of the surged infantry waves, drawing arc-shaped ballistics in the air, but there was no accurate head at all. Except for a very few iron cannons that landed in the Pili Navy array, most of them didn't know where they flew. It seems that it would take a long time to learn and explore to truly master this "high-tech" weapon. Moreover, even if they could make the stone casting machines slightly hit, they would not have much power without high-quality gunpowder.

What greeted the fierce charge waves of the Qiexue Army were the sky thunder thrown by the Pili Navy. Every sky thunder that exploded and howling shrapnel were all nightmares that the Mongolian warriors would never forget! As long as they were within the range of the explosion power, no matter how many armors were, they would be useless! The pig iron fragments pushed by the high pressure generated by the explosion of gunpowder easily cut the willow-leaf iron armor and chain mail, cut open the strong muscles, and smashed the thick bones. Blood immediately splattered all over, dyeing the muddy land red. Because the Qiexue Army's formation was spread out too wide, the sky thunder of the Pili Navy had almost no room for empty space, and all fell into the assault team. Although there were only twenty, it still caused considerable casualties. For a moment, the screams of the Qiexue Warriors overwhelmed their shouts!

However, these people were the most powerful force of the Mongolian Empire. Although they were bombarded by rounds of sky thunder, no one took a step back and shouted and charged forward! At this point, the most critical moment has arrived. As long as the war is fought, it is already the most critical moment. As long as you rush over, use a scimitar to kill the opponent, and use a spear to kill the enemy! This impact distance of more than 100 steps seems far and slowly on this night, it is enough for the Pili Navy's stone generator to launch two sky thunders, the first round twenty and the second round forty! Each sky thunder explodes, it will sweep down at least three or four Mongolian warriors... The casualties of more than 200 people do not seem to be a big number, but those who fall down are all armed to the teeth, the most fierce Qiexue Army!

Tuohuan sat on the horse, stretching his neck to watch the game. Whenever a ball of fire rose, his heart seemed to be smashed!

Qie Xueerlang died like this. He was killed by an explosive iron ball without even seeing the enemy! How could Changshengtian allow such an unfair thing to happen?

The Han people of the Southern Dynasty were so hateful. When they set foot on the south of the Yangtze River, they must kill more people to relieve their hatred...

The general of the Pili Water Army, Shen Muye, a graduate of the first-year military academy of the camp, widened his eyes and looked at the Mongolians who were howling in the dark, with a strong and nervous expression on his young and handsome face. His current responsibility is to measure distance, just like Chen Dexing was protecting the riverside that day.

However, the range of the volley of the pili Navy's divine arm bow was within thirty steps. He raised the torch in his right hand high, leaned back slightly, and then threw the torch forward with force! Throwing the torch is the signal of shooting. At this moment, the generals in the three divine arm bow hands will all throw the torch hard.

At the same time, he shouted loudly: "Divine Arm Bow, Hair!"

Countless sharp arrows were shot out at the same time under the powerful string force, and a death whirlwind suddenly blew up from the front row of the Qiexue Army! The sharp arrows shot from the divine arm bow could penetrate even a wooden board that could be worn out at a distance of less than thirty steps. The willow-leaf iron armor and chain mail (two layers) of Qiexue Army could not resist. The sharp cluster of arrows pierced the armor and penetrated into the human body. The arrows had been soaked with sewage and feces. If they were not debride in time after piercing into the human body, they would inevitably be seriously infected with the wound.

"Divine Arm Bow, Retreat!"

Shen Muye ordered again that although the archers of the divine arm were equipped with self-defense waist knives, hand-to-hand combat was not their task after all. Before the Qiexue army attacked, Shen Muye had already received the order to "stop with one shot" - Qiexue was not the Han army after all, and it was impossible for a dense rain of arrows to be completely destroyed!

"Little Sky Thunder, ignite, throw it!"
Chapter completed!